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Master of time, outsider god

lurker at the threshold

Yog Sothoth between the plans

waits the stars are in harmony

the the path has been created

stars twinkle of a last burst

Yog Sothoth ever darkens the sky

to feed himslef of our punny life

Yog Sothoth knows where they walked, he knows where they'll walk again

Yog Sothoth knows the door, he is the door

Yog Sothoth is the guard and the key of the door

The past, the present & the future are one in Yog Sothoth

While from my tower resound the last echoes of my call

you, whose life in lengthened

opener of the path, I invoke you

I want the knowledge so much lust

peaceful is the spirit of mankind

unable to find out the key

madness & death wait behind the threshold

they come serene, between our spaces